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going back in my life it scares me to see how much I've changed. i really wish i hadn't. change is stupid. i was doing so well... but who cares about that any more, I'm not unique or special anymore, it saddens me a bit to acknowledge this truth, which I've worked so hard to avoid. why must we change who we are to work to society's image of us. can't i be that girl? just a girl that works hard and is good at something? but no, i have to be the one who did this or that, your not known for good deeds or a friendly smile. your not known as the girl who was true to one man for a long long time. your the girl, who is violent and uncaring to the or

I'm sick, but of all that isn't important. today I was sitting in class, and a student walked in for maybe 2 minutes to drop something off to the teacher... he was beautiful. a gorgeous man with an amazing smile, I don't know him and that is OK. I don't think I'll ever see him again, and that is also OK. but he smiled at me and I smiled back and it really made my day a little bit better. beauty roams the earth. so thank you mystery man for sun shining on my day. I did a drawing, but I felt silly. so I tossed it, into a note book of old sketches. it would be nice if I saw him again. but I don't think I want to ruin this nice personality I've